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— EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE; 3 (m.)

— notes; if you’ve read this before, you’ll notice that quite a few things have changed—i wasn’t happy with the original, as it felt rushed, so i rewrote some portions. this fic is not condoning abusive/unhealthy relationships in any way. please do not read if you are trigged by anything relating to stalkers/stalking.

pairing; jungkook/reader genre; stalker au, horror, thriller, angst words; 9,636 rating; mature

— synopsis; finding out who your stalker was did not keep you safe from him; in fact, it has dire consequences and you, as well as those around you, just might not make it out alive.

contents; obsessive, toxic, possessive, delusional behavior, graphic violence, gore, blood, non-con kissing, implication of stockholm syndrome.

— chapters; one. two. three.

With your heart pounding, you slipped out of the bed from beside Jungkook and quickly dressed yourself, the sound of the news reporter’s voice echoing in your head. Once you were dressed, you grabbed your phone and quietly made your way out of his bedroom, wandering down the hall.

What was going on? Why did Jungkook lie to you? That Taehyung he talked about had been in the hospital for weeks, according to the news report. So how the hell could Jungkook have been hanging out with him?

You swallowed past a lump in your throat and padded as silently as you could down the small hallway of his apartment. Your foot caught on something at the end of the hall and you slipped, just barely catching yourself on the door on your right. Looking down, you saw a slip of paper sticking out from under the doorframe. Gnawing on your lip, you glanced behind you toward Jungkook’s bedroom, heart pounding violently in your chest.

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